[ That gets a small chuckle from him - though it's clipped short by his habit of silence. ]

The same was said by someone I worked with; when the times are hard, you make do. However, artificial spices made it easier to bear for some of my teammates.

[ Eating becomes something surreal now that he's not a human anymore. Even when he was a human, he didn't think much of it. Food as an art could only be afforded before his time, so it was a natural consequence of self-restraint that he would not expect too much out of his fare. ]

Aye. I'm not good at espionage, so perhaps it's best left to someone else. [ He's far too inexperienced for it. ] Do you still have your job here?